As soon as Sarah walked into the office, her eyes locked onto Jake. He was standing by the water cooler, his shirt clinging to his toned body. They made eye contact and Sarah felt an electric shock run through her body. She quickly looked down at her feet, feeling embarrassed.
Jake sauntered over to her with a smirk on his lips. "You look tense," he said, pressing his body against hers. Sarah could feel his chest muscles against her own breasts. She tried to take a step back, but he wrapped an arm around her waist and held her in place.
"What are you doing?" Sarah asked.
"I think you know," Jake replied, his voice low and husky.
"I can't. we can't do this here," Sarah whispered, her body betraying her as she began to feel aroused.
"Why not? No one's here," Jake said, his hand trailing down her back and cupping her ass.
Sarah felt a moan escape from her lips as he squeezed her butt.